MTL - City: My Apprentice is a Boss - Chapter 597 Don't give me face

CONTENT WARNING:/This novel contains mature themes, explicit sexual content, strong language, and adult situations. Reader discretion is advised./She was born to lie.He was born to enjoy it.Vivienne was raised by thieves.Seduction was her weapon.Stealing was survival.Lying? Second nature.Trust? Never an option.Now her debtors want one final job: sneak into the home of a reclusive duke, pose as his maid, and steal a golden horse worth a fortune.They promised her freedom—if she hands it over.But Vivienne isn’t handing over anything.She’s stealing the treasure, scamming the bastards who raised her, and disappearing into the wind.Simple plan.Until she meets Duke André.He’s not sick.Well—maybe a little in the head. And definitely bored.But dangerous? Oh, yes.Handsome? Unfortunately.Unbothered by her lies? Very.Every time she lies—he smirks.Every time she plots—he leans closer.And every time he touches her… she loses a little more control.He’s strange.He’s dangerous.And he’s onto her.But Vivienne’s not the type to fall.She’s the type to steal your gold—and leave you gasping.Unless, of course…He steals her first.

This book is about baby-making.

Power comes with a cost... and it was something she was willing to trade her soul for.A few nights before her wedding, Lauren sought a way to break her fourth engagement. Known for her bad reputation as the rebel princess, she was the only lady who had the guts to step foot on the Everston mansion, the house of a notorious warlord, in the middle of the night.She offered him a wicked alliance that the entire kingdom did not see coming: a marriage.A vixen pretending to be a damsel in distress and a man whose crimson eyes screaming for bloodshed. Could something blossom in this treacherous dance of lies and deception?--“Are you upset?”She eyed him sharply. “Should I be honored that I got tricked by you, milord?”He drank the remaining wine in his glass with one gulp and put it on the wooden table.He stepped in front of her. His hand was on the rail on her side while his other hand grabbed her glass and finished her wine before putting it down.The way his Adam's apple moved with his every violent gulp made her feel a tickling heat around her nape.When he brought his attention back to her, he licked his lips to wipe off the trace of wine.“How shall I make it up to you then?” he asked with his deep voice, like a seductive devil asking his victim how she would like to be killed. Dangerous yet… enthralling.

The Card Creator is a very ordinary profession. Simply put, the incumbent seals various kinds of abilities, illusions, images and so on in blank cards for convenience of use.